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Bluez
Published Mar 20, 2020
Updated Jul 3, 2021
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Published Mar 20, 2020
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Excuse me if I'm toxic,
it's not easy to manage you know.
Yet you're here in my heart, even if it's weird for you
it's even more for me
but when we talked together I did not saw you.
I have been so too stupid.
Certainly too bad.
You know everything about me and I have learned nothing about you.
What did you do small flame?
You burned me and I felt blown when you left me appart.
When I write like that it's as I was thinking with you.
Yin of my Yang..
Permanently smashed and connected to consciousness we were.
But I had nothing I had not seen you either heard you neither felt your loving.
And if the real life is so rubbished I want to leave it away as far as possible.
It is clear and it is opaque,
it means nothing to me and yet everything make more sense since I knew you.
What did you do to me ?
Heavens can cait and fault lasts long.
There is no profit and no profit is made without job.
So what ?
What is done is more feeling desired?
What remains there of our thoughts?
It absorbed my future with paranoia and anxiety.
We were exalted and soul rebels.
We are damned angels, free dissidents from the chains of consumerism living away from society and fake politics.
Yes my sister we were kindreads.
We're virtual and spiritual..
We are creatures from the modern world of the shadows,
free electrons and urban kobolds.
Divine creatures, mere mages in the heart of psychic space.
So that you are in it more to achieve and exceed pentavers when the answers to all our questions?
My retarded friend out of range and offset.
We're not first came, nor last relaxed and deep sheeps in the studios of an anxious virtual insanity.
Whether the branch, we link and we'll go live again !
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